When Ike came home on the last day of school before Christmas he says to me "Sorry Mom...your present just isnt' ready...you'll have to wait." I said "no problem"
Yesterday when I pick him up from school he has this huge cabbage in a plastic bag.
"Is that your's Ike?"
"Yep! I grew it in Gardening class"
"Awesome! It looks beautiful!"
"Merry Christmas Mama!"
"This is for me?"
"Yea, it wasn't ready to be picked before vacation, it was ready today."
"Did you get to choose what to grow?"
"Yep. I chose a cabbage 'cause I knew that's something you would like"
He's right...I weighed it, 3lbs 15.5 oz. It's a big cabbage. It's slated to become coleslaw and jalapeno saurkraut.
Doesn't he look so proud?